After rejecting my celebrity husband novel Chapter 735

Chapter 735: Chapter 739 I Don’t Have That Arrangement

"It must be Xiao Qian and Zimo, right?" Jiao Yang walked over from behind Tongtong, buttoning up his shirt as he walked, and when he saw Luo Xiaoqian and Leng Zimo standing at the door, he immediately wrapped his arms around Tongtong’s waist with a smile.

"Happy birthday!" Luo Xiaoqian offered the cake in her hands.

"Thank you!" Jiao Yang took the cake, passing it to Tongtong, "Please come in, both of you!"

Luo Xiaoqian and Leng Zimo came in with the cake and wine, walking into the living room to see cushions strewn all over the couch and onto the floor.

"What happened here, a battle?" Luo Xiaoqian joked.

"The war between man and woman, you know!" Jiao Yang smirked suggestively, squeezing Tongtong’s waist, "Xiao Tong, hurry up and tidy this place up."

Luo Xiaoqian paused, her gaze sweeping over them again. Noticing their somewhat disheveled hair, she suddenly understood the implication in Jiao Yang’s words, her face flushed with heat.

Tongtong busied herself picking up the cushions from the floor, while Jiao Yang carefully placed the cake on the coffee table, then casually pulled Tongtong to him, making her sit on his lap, "Today, our Tong the chef is going to cook a fire pot dinner personally. You two are in for a treat!"

"I’m just winging it." Tongtong wrapped her arms around his neck affectionately, "Do you two have any dietary restrictions?"

"Zimo and I don’t eat spicy food," Luo Xiaoqian said.

"Oh, in that case, let’s have a yuanyang (split-flavor) pot," Jiao Yang laughed as he stroked Tongtong’s back, "Xiao Tong loves spicy food."

"Alright, yuanyang pot it is!" Tongtong stood up from his lap, "I’ll go get everything ready."

"I’ll help you," Luo Xiaoqian stood up.

"No need, everything’s almost ready, let her go by herself," Jiao Yang said.

Luo Xiaoqian insisted on standing up and went into the kitchen with Tongtong, Jiao Yang straightened up, but in the end, didn’t stop her again.

Jiao Yang shrugged his shoulders.

That girl, at most, was just a bit naive, but not the slightest bit stupid.

"Zimo, help bring the cake over, we’re all ready,"

Luo Xiaoqian’s voice came from the dining room.

Leng Zimo replied, carefully cradling the cake from the table.

Jiao Yang followed behind him, rising to join him in the dining room.

In the dining room, the fire pot was steaming hot, Tongtong had found a lighter to ignite the candles on the cake, and Luo Xiaoqian chuckled, "Jiao Yang, make a wish!"